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Woot!

I just got contacted by one of the recruitment agencies I put an application through, and have arranged a phone interview for tomorrow afternoon.

Yay! It's happening!

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kunoichi_chan
Mar. 22nd, 2007 04:51 am (UTC)
Good luck!
paradigmshifty
Mar. 22nd, 2007 05:00 am (UTC)
Obviously my bribes aren't working :-)

Good luck :-)
arienmir
Mar. 22nd, 2007 05:00 am (UTC)
good luck if you want any pointers call me this evening
halloranelder
Mar. 22nd, 2007 05:14 am (UTC)
Hmm...

I may do that. Not sure when, as I have a busy evening tonight.

*hugs* and thanks.
paradigmshifty
Mar. 22nd, 2007 06:02 am (UTC)
Remember that we're an hour ahead of you. (And twenty years.)
catcom
Mar. 22nd, 2007 07:59 am (UTC)
Hooray!
greenglowgrrl
Mar. 22nd, 2007 12:51 pm (UTC)
*crosses eyes for you*
non_lj_mark
Mar. 22nd, 2007 09:11 pm (UTC)
Good luck
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I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

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Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

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